My Best Friend's Hot Dad

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apped my pen on my creative writing book. I rewrote the essay in my own handwriting last night and I handed it in this morning. T

n said softly. I looked over at her. She had a smirk on her fa

n...I don't know if your dad wou

ept over by me since we were little. What ha

now, perhaps he wants yo

er and I'm not taking no fo

t in the essays for the competition." Miss Johnson said, the class was quiet as she stood in front of the classroom. "However, those who handed in the essays late, your essays couldn

nn said softly as the classroom door opened. There, in the doorway, stood a figu

rds him. "Oh Eric, come

g blue eyes that seemed to hold a hint of mystery. His pale complexion contrasted starkly with the sea of ordinary faces in the classroom.

certain confidence that suggested he was accustomed to standing out, even in a room full of curious

gure to our final year of high school? What stories and secrets lay hidden behind those deep, contemplative eyes? Eric's arrival had injected an unexpected

own the street from us

y?" I

he responded as she looked at where he took a seat next to the window

ay," Miss Johnson smiled at her as the classroom cheered Crislynn on. I looked over at my best friend. She covered her mouth as she couldn't believe it. I smiled in return. She deserves t

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saw Eric in front of us...alone. "Let's make fri

arm. We both stopped as she turned to l

. She walked over to him and they walked in step on the sidewalk. I was trailin

ve me a faint smile.

o if you want to hang out with us,

me Spooky. That is my n

l nickname, I like

t was beating at a rapid pace because of Mr. Crane. "This is where I live, see you later, Elona," she smiled at me and

muscles and he looked over at Spooky and I, his brows furrowed. I smiled at him but he looked between the two

n tough times too. She lost her mother three years ago, so it is kin

or the heads

ol. We like to make friends and if there is

ill be fine,

will see you around," I said. He loo

glanced one more time down the street

in the lounge, sipping coffee and s

he asked as I walked f

ves down the street from us. He moved in recently a

ds, Tristan and I are going out to a bar tonight. We

e sleeping over at Cri

r by her in a while. I'm glad you are getting

returned

cies for your modeling? Just as you do

f my business with all due respect. I

d to do things for herself with no one else's he

my sleepover tonight," I said, and I got up f

see him. But there was something that had shifted inside of him when he came over to tutor me. My crush on him was wr